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Good morning. I got up with the dawn, even though it's Saturday, because everybody knows - there's no snooze alarm on a cat who wants breakfast. Can't really blame the feline; my body clock has become used to the routine, so much so, that I can't sleep a wink once a smidgeon of light creeps through the curtains.

Mechanical stuff continues to break and/or die around here. Since my last post, Kat's car started having issues (smoke from under the hood is NOT a good issue), and the washing machine up and died. Granted, the washer had been limping along for quite, some time, but I swear it waited until the most inopportune moment to croak. DH and I went to Lowes last night, in the middle of the pouring rain, and settled on it's replacement. He'll bring it home this morning, probably while I am driving Kat to work. Thankfully, the skies overhead have turned bright and blue, in spite of the cloud of trouble that still sits overhead. I told DH that we could look at it this way: since I don't have to have surgery, that's at least a thousand dollars more in medical bills that we won't have to pay. Therefore, spending four hundred on a new washer still puts us ahead of the game. It's all a matter of perspective, but more and more, I am having trouble finding my rose colored glasses.